Arella looked at her mother's back, she felt a gush of venom flood through her veins.
i hope you know that i hate you. i really do.
you are just like the rest, just like the rest.
Arella clenched her fist, her face emotionless.
there's no spirit in her eyes.
people say that eyes are the windows to the soul, but you see nothing in Arella's eyes.
only a bottomless pit.
into Arella's ears flowed her mother's cold and sarcastic remarks,
she tried blocking them out but they just won't go.
worse, they shot right up to her brain and hooked themselves onto it.
O poor Arella!
She's a confused warrior fighting a battle in herself.
Arella turned her head and went into her room.
she kept her mouth shut and started writing with her thoughts.
Narrowed her eyes, she saw the messy, anguished scrawlings on the walls of her mind.
they made her delirious, she felt the strength in her pen increased.
the sharp tip of it scratched the walls and blood oozed out.
she looked at the crimson pool and heaved a sigh,
and let the pen fell onto the floor with a clank,
Arella slid down and found herself on a block of ice, exhausted.
she laid down and fell into a deep sleep, it's time to freeze my heart, soul and mind.
keep me in a cold ice coffin and bury me under heaps and heaps of snow,
now, let me rest in peace. For i am tired.
Never! Arella O Arella, you think people around you will let you rest?
O ho ho! NO! they'll push you and toss you and make you work till you are nothing to them.
even when you're exhausted, as long as you're of value to them, they'll drag you to your feet and make you work! work! work!
Let me go! O please, please! Arella gave a long scream.
Let me die! for i do not want to live like this! i don't want... i don't want...
darkness flashed before Arella's eyes, her breath was robbed from her nostrils and her lips turned a shade of purplish black.
it was the best ending for Arella, she finally found her window of release.